The fat man Ma Rulong's automatic admission of defeat allowed Meng Yu to win without a fight in the final round of the ranking competition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis made the crowd burst into boos, because they had all seen the fat man perform quite well in the previous few games, especially the earth attribute spiritual power, and his defensive power was far stronger than that of ordinary monks.

It's just that now that the fat man has admitted defeat, they are helpless. And they don't quite believe that in the face of the black-robed boy, how outstanding the fat man can be to present a wonderful competition.

However, this made Elder Luo, who was in the viewing seat, even more pale. "This little bastard is really lucky!" he complained a little, although the young man was already destined to enter one of the four sects if he was not expelled from the conference, he had originally expected Meng Yu to lose the last battle due to the attrition of the previous battle. In this way, it can't be in the top 100, and the old man is somewhat better, obviously this plan has also failed.

With Meng Yu's victory, the final round of the ranking competition ended soon after, which also marked the successful conclusion of all the tests and competitions of the four sects that had been held for nearly half a month, and the next step was to decide the belonging of the participating monks.

Although the conference was quite exciting, the onlookers seemed to be a little unsatisfied and a little reluctant. The young monks who failed to be selected were a little depressed, and they only hoped that the next time the four sects would accept disciples they would not be separated for too long, so that they might still be eligible to participate in the selection again at their own age.

As the thousand or so monks who remained, they were standing in the middle of the square with envious eyes at the moment. Three hundred of them were assigned to the Thousand Yang Sect, and the Yin Yang Sect also received two hundred and fifty monks, while the remaining four hundred monks were divided between Ling Tiange and Medicine King Valley, both of which received about two hundred monks.

At the forefront of these people, there were a hundred monks, most of whom had cultivated strong, and they were the winners of the top 100 outstanding monks of this conference. These people will have the qualifications to choose to join the sect of their choice, and they will also have more preferential treatment in the future.

"Join the Thousand Yang Sect, you will get the best cultivation conditions and resources. When it was the turn of the white-robed young man to choose, Elder Lin took the lead, and his face was also full of confidence. After all, in the past, more than half of the top 100 self-selected monks would choose to join the Thousand Yang Sect.

"Young man, you have to think clearly, although their Thousand Yang Sect brand is big, when it comes to cultivation conditions, my Ling Tiange is not much worse than it, and the choice is to choose the most suitable for you. If you come to our Ling Tian Pavilion, you will definitely get more preferential treatment. Although he didn't hold out much hope, Elder Ling still tried to fight for it.

Hearing this, the two elders of the Thousand Yang Sect had a proud face, obviously they didn't believe that the young man would choose Ling Tian Pavilion.

"I am willing to join the Yin Yang Gate!" Just when all parties were competing to win over, the white-robed young man took the initiative to speak, quite simply.

Looking at the smile on Elder Lin's frozen face, Elder Lei and Elder Ling glanced at each other, but they didn't feel much loss, but they were a little gloating because the young man didn't choose to join the Thousand Yang Sect.

"Haha, okay! Welcome, I have another great Tianjiao in the Yin Yang Gate. Sect Master Yun, who was a little surprised, didn't expect the young man to choose to join his own sect, so he smiled heartily.

Hearing the decision of the white-robed young man, the smiles on the faces of the two elders of the Thousand Yang Sect also disappeared at this moment, and were replaced by gloomy as water. Originally, I thought that this time, the three ninth-order monks of the Yunling Realm would be included in the door by themselves, but Meng Yu, who was killed halfway, did not say anything, and at this time, the white-robed young man actually made such a choice.

This time, the Thousand Yang Sect was a little embarrassed, and when she went back, she couldn't say that the two of them would be reproached by the sect master, but fortunately, another ninth-order cultivator had already chosen to join the Thousand Yang Sect.

Then there are still monks who keep making their own choices, and whenever it is the turn of the most prominent group of monks, the elders of each faction will compete to throw olive branches to win over, and people will always cast envious and appreciative eyes at this time.

"Meng Yu, come to our Medicine King Valley, we will definitely focus on cultivating you. When it was Meng Yu's turn, the red-faced old man took the lead in saying that he had long been optimistic about the young man, for fear that other sects would snatch him away.

Elder Ling, who was beside the old man, also smiled and said, "Let's come to our Ling Tian Pavilion, the conditions we have there are not worse than their Medicine King Valley." ”

"Hehe, little brother, come to our Yin-Yang Gate, you must know that the strength of our Yin-Yang Gate is your best choice. "It is inconvenient for the sect master of the Yin-Yang Sect to speak in person, and when he encounters a prominent monk, it has always been Fairy Yunling who is talking about it. Seeing Meng Yu at this time, the beautiful woman also invited her again.

The implication of her words is that the Yin Yang Sect is the most powerful of the three sects, but it automatically excludes the Thousand Yang Sect, after all, even a fool knows that the young man will never join the Thousand Yang Sect at this time.

And in the face of Meng Yu, who performed outstandingly, this time the elders of the Thousand Yang Sect did not win over again, and Elder Luo snorted coldly and glared at the young man.

At this time, Meng Yu was a little hesitant in his heart, it was reasonable to say that he wanted to join the Yin Yang Sect, on the one hand, its strength was stronger, and on the other hand, it was also what Zhang Yan wanted to choose. It's just that now several sects have invited him, especially the red-faced old man who gave the young man some good impressions, and he favored him, which made Meng Yu uncertain for a while.

"Your spiritual power attribute is very suitable for becoming an alchemist, you must know that my Medicine King Valley is the best at alchemy among the several sects. Seeing that the Yin Yang Gate and Ling Tian Pavilion were competing, Elder Lei was a little worried, so he persuaded again.

Alchemist Meng Yu's heart moved, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved when he remembered the scene in Fengyun Chengfang City where he saw people at that Master Ino place, and people were waiting in line to see him.

"Hehe, Old Man Lei! It's not good to fool the little doll, you Medicine King Valley has nothing to say about the alchemy that you put in thousands of years ago. But now, your declining alchemy method isn't much stronger than ours, right?" Elder Ling had some ways to dismantle the stage, and the red-faced old man didn't say anything to refute it.

Meng Yu also heard that the alchemy technique of the Medicine King Valley was originally very famous, but now it is in decline. But the boy feels that even so, it will always have some inheritance, which is also an advantage. And teenagers always do what they want and follow their feelings. It's like he wanted to join Burke College at first, but now, he's here to participate in the auditions.

Maybe this can be regarded as a kind of chance in the dark, just like when I suddenly decided to enter the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. Elder Lei feels good about himself, as for the Yin-Yang Gate, he has a jade plate given by the girl, and he may use it in the future.

Thinking of this, Meng Yu no longer hesitated, hugged his fist at the red-faced old man, and said, "I am willing to join the Medicine King Valley!"

(I'm really drunk, the mobile phone can be connected to the wireless, but the computer can't be connected to the Internet, and I can't get it all afternoon.) However, there is only a shuttle bus to the city in our village in the evening, so please forgive me for being late today. ）